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“Not afraid, are you?”
She looked at the lake and watched William do laps. Her face felt like it was on fire, and she was afraid to look back at Rys. His chuckle was fully amused, and she felt her face redden even further, if it was at all possible.
“It’s all right if you’re scared.”
She turned and looked at him just as he laid his head back on the chair and covered his eyes with the sunglasses. He looked completely at ease.
“Fine,” she replied, and he slowly smiled and lifted his wrist up to look at his watch. “But if I win, what do I get?”
“What do you want?” He was watching her now, and she licked her lips, knowing she was playing with fire.
“You have to go in the lake. Naked.”
A pause settled before he answered, “Fine. How ’bout we call it at noon?”
He didn’t look at her, didn’t even open his eyes, but she could tell by his voice that he was pleased by the turn of events. It was a little surprising. They had skinny-dipped before, but they were seventeen and it was dark out. She thought she might have seen something, but that had been nearly ten years ago. Could she really be brave enough if she lost and get naked in front of them?
For the next three hours, that was all Jane could think about. The temperature kept rising, and she knew before it was even noon that it was well past eighty degrees. When William found out about their little wager, he seemed a little appalled, but she didn’t miss the way he swallowed and cast a glance over at Rys. Damn their secret twin communication. She climbed out of the water, but right before she could take a step onto the grass, William had his arms wrapped around her waist, and a second later, she was flying backward. She screamed in surprise as she sailed through the air. Her back hit the water, and she instinctively held her breath as water covered her head.
A moment later, William was pulling her up. She sputtered and coughed, and then she spun in his arms. Hair stuck to her face, and she pushed it away. His laugh was soft and extremely close.
When the hair was successfully out of her eyes, the first thing she realized was he still had his arms around her waist. Her body was pressed against his from chest to thigh. It was extremely intimate, and after a moment, William’s laugh died as his eyes dipped to her mouth. Jane could feel every dip and hollow of his chest, every defined and hard muscle that was right below his smooth skin. Her pussy clenched, and she swallowed with the force of her arousal. It came on strong, and the longer he stared at her mouth and kept her body tight against his, the higher her desire for him climbed. It was like everything else around her disappeared.
She could see his head lowering, heard him murmur her name, and right when his lips were an inch from hers, the sound of Rys’s voice pierced through the foggy haze of lust that surrounded her.
William cursed and closed his eyes for a second before he scowled at Rys. He let her go but kept a hand on her waist as he led them toward the shore. Rys was standing at the edge of the water. His shirt was now off, and his stormy expression matched William’s.
“I thought we talked about this, Will.” Rys’s voice was hard as he looked at his brother.
Jane looked from Rys to William and back when she was on the shore. A tense moment passed between them. “What has gotten into you guys? You’ve been acting weird for two days now.” She wasn’t talking about the way William almost kissed her. Now she knew she hadn’t been imagining it in Rys’s truck last night. She shouldn’t encourage it, but dammit, she wanted it. The only thing missing was Rys touching her, kissing her.
Rys looked down at her. “Nothing. It’s nothing.” He watched her for several moments, and then a grin split his lips. He lifted his wrist to show her his watch. It was noon. She didn’t need him taking her hand and dragging her over to his truck. She didn’t need him turning the truck on so the dashboard lit up. And she sure as hell didn’t need him pointing to the thermometer in the truck that showed the outside temperature. But he did all of that anyway. “I can’t see that very well. What does it say, Jane?”
She rolled her eyes and gave him a pointed stare. When all he did was look at her with a satisfied smirk on his face, she breathed out. “Fine. It says ninety-five degrees. Happy?”
“Oh yes. Very.” She turned around and stared at him. His voice had dropped to a husky murmur. His eyelids lowered until they held a sexy bedroom quality to them.
“Are you really going to make me go through with it?” Her voice was equally low, and if she was being honest, even she could hear the seductive note in it. “What if someone sees me?”
He took a step closer to her until she was pressed against the side of the driver seat. His wide, muscular chest was inches from hers. The fact that she was clad in only a string bikini and he was in a pair of low-slung trunks wasn’t lost on her. Only a few pieces of clothing kept them from being completely nude. A wind brushed by, and despite the stifling heat, Jane felt her nipples pucker beneath the thin white material. Rys dipped his eyes to the body parts in question, and as if his gaze could make them harder, the traitorous flesh tightened even more.
“Jane.” Her name from his lips was a breathy moan, and she felt herself lean into him until her breasts were pressed against his chest.
“What are you doing, Rys?” What was she doing? His head dipped lower, and she felt the softest touch of his mouth against hers. “Rys.” She let her eyes close, knowing this was the moment she had been fantasizing for years. His hands slid down her arms and slipped around her waist. God, just feeling his hands on her bare waist had her sighing softly.
It felt good, so good. He still didn’t kiss her fully, just kept his lips so close to hers that their breaths mingled. His hands skirted her waist, over her ribs, and circled until his large palms were fanned against her shoulder blades.
“What are we doing?” She meant to sound more shocked by what was going on, but even she could hear the yearning in her voice.
“We are no longer fighting the inevitable.” His deep voice vibrated against her mouth, and she parted her lips slightly. “Look at me, Jane.” She forced her eyes open and stared into the bottomless sea of blue. “Tell me.” He was still so close, and it was hard for her to think.
“Tell you what?” She licked her lips, lips that had grown as dry as her throat.
“Tell me that you want me as much as I want you.” His hard body was pressing hers against the seat cushion, and all she wanted to do was reach up and grip his biceps. She wanted to feel them flex under her hands. She wanted to pull him closer. Perspiration dotted her lower back, and she was sticking to the leather seat. She tried to control her erratic breathing, tried to make it look like she wasn’t as unstable as he was making her. His proximity made her feel all kinds of dizzy.
She wanted to tell him more than that, but words failed her. As she stared into his eyes, she found the courage to finally tell him, to finally let it all out in just three words. “I want yo—” She didn’t even get the last word out before his mouth crushed against hers. The taste of him was an instant addiction, and she felt it like lightning right through her body. His tongue stroked along the seam of her lips, and she eagerly opened for him. She gripped his biceps, felt the hard muscles flex, and he pulled her closer to him. Sweat was forming between their pressed bodies, and for some reason, she found it erotic as hell. It reminded her of sex. Hot, sweaty sex.
His low groan was fuel to her arousal fire. She opened her mouth wider and sucked his tongue farther into her mouth. He parted her legs with his knee, and she spread them until his big body fit between. She could feel how much he wanted her pressing against her lower belly, and her clit pulsed. Her pulse quickened, and endorphins coursed through her veins. She felt his hands slip down her back and cup her ass. He squeezed the mounds, and she found herself growing wanton and grinding herself on his erection. It was hard as steel and hot as hell as it dug into her belly. He ripped his mouth away, and they both panted.
